Love Her Madly
Mister Darwin has nothing on my mother in teaching this point.
Although at times change can be hard for me, my ability to respond and adapt to change is immaculate. Growing up with a need to be ready for change at any moment aided in developing my keen analysis skills. As well as what appears to be an ability to let go and move on without much emotion.
This time of year my mom always comes to visit. It's weird, but I can usually ignore it better. Maybe it's the moon.
Walking in to work this morning I felt the need to get drunk and party. Which was quickly followed up by a need to crawl under something and hide.
Keeping myself busy this weekend will be a nice distraction.
I found the Godfather and a flood of realizations came with. Maybe it is the realizations and the moon.
Am I the moon?
Maybe the reason the Samhain rite I had come up with was stolen from me years ago is because I wasn't ready. Am I ready now?
This is the song that reminds me the most of my mom ...
Click to view... the song that I find describes the strength of woman. The song I envision myself being gifted from my mom. Her lesson to me.
She was beautiful.
~TigressSky~